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Standing outside of Neibolt was like standing outside of the Duffey's old house. It terrified Lola. The first time, she lost Richie, the second, she almost lost herself. She couldn't even listen to what Bill Denbrough had to say. She only stared up at the cold exterior of the house, how run down and faded it was.
Eddie brought back the attention of Lola, "So does somebody wanna, say something?"
"Richie said it bbbb-best when we were here last," Bill Denbrough didn't have the most to lose, but he had the best reason to be there.
"I did?" Richie's hand never let go of Lola's.
"Yes, Richard. Down in the sewer?" Lola was trying to jog his memory.
"I don't wanna die?"
Lola felt like facepalming at this point.
"Not that"
"Lucky we're not measuring dicks?"
"No."
"Let's kill this fucking clown?"
"Yeah," Bill's teeth were gritted, a feeling of determination coming over him.
"...let's kill this fucking clown"
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"I love what he's done with the place."
"Beep beep Richie."
In Richie's truth, the only thing that was different about the house was the number of cobwebs present. There was more. The kitchen was the same, the floor still creaking as she was the first one to enter it. Her flashlight shone around the room. The refrigerator was still there, the one where the clown appeared and attacked Eddie. Even at the sight of it, Eddie was scared of its content. Lola had grabbed hold of his hand. Richie didn't mind. After all these years, he thought he had lost those feelings for Eddie, but really, they were just hiding. The kitchen door had slammed shut, half of the group stuck on the other side of the wood. It was just Lola, Richie, Eddie, and Bill left to survive in the kitchen. Lola had let go of Eddie's hand by now as the fridge door began to open. Stanley Uris' body was in the fridge. Lola's mouth hung open as the creature's eyes began to blink. It was her best friend, but it also wasn't. Her tears welled up with tears while Richie stood himself in front of her.
"It's Stanley."
The creature screamed in Stanley's voice, making the couple scream as they ran to the side. The thing's head rolled out of the fridge. Just the head, just Stanley's head. It looked over to Lola as she cowered behind her husband's protective arms.
"What's happening to me L?"
She put a hand over her mouth to soften her cries, "Stanley..."
Spider-like legs grew from his head, while he cried out in pain before it turned to laughter. His teeth changed to sharp claws. It ran at the couple tucked in the corner, making them scream before Richie kicked the head away.
